Hello dear one.
I know your heart was breaking at your birthday party.
Essays
God, At Just The Right Time
I learned to discern God’s voice for the first time in August 1993, as a troubled 15-year-old girl.
A Letter to the 15-Year-Old Me, June 1993
Let’s have a cup of tea and talk for a while.
I know you’re confused, embarrassed, and ashamed about what happened with this boy.
A War Within: Touch vs. Isolation
Curiosity. Fear. Excitement. Worry. Freedom. Suppression.
This tug-of-war waged inside me as a young teen.
The Impact of Unfairness: Then and Now
Blended families often have a tough time integrating, and I feel ours was no exception. The “trickle-down theory of happiness”1 was putting pressure on me.